Primordial Era: The Great Celestial Venerable on the Road to Mythology

Chapter 69 Discussion of the Heavens

With a wave of his hand, Haotian completely isolated his true form. Although the figure entangled in flames was hidden behind layers of restrictions, it was still faintly visible, like looking at flowers through the mist, hazy and indistinct, yet all the more mysterious and unpredictable it appeared.

Haotian and Nuwa entered the Lingxiao Palace side by side, followed closely by Yaochi, Yaoji, Lu Ya, Taibai Jinxing, Di Yi, and others.

Holding her grandmother's hand, Zhao Ling'er followed Yao Ji timidly, her big eyes curiously surveying the magnificent palace.

As soon as everyone entered the main hall, their eyes were involuntarily drawn to the faintly visible figure above.

Although the figure was obscured, a flame could still be vaguely seen coiling within it, burning fiercely and silently.

Amidst the flames, a silhouette sat majestically, dominating heaven and earth, its power shaking the eight wastelands. Though its face was unseen and its aura unseen, merely its silhouette inspired awe, as if one were witnessing the "Heaven" that controls all things.

Zhao Ling'er, Qing'er, Zi Xuan, the Moon Worship Cult Leader, Grandma, and others came from a lower world; how could they have ever seen such a sight?

The figure seemed as majestic as a mountain and as vast as the sea, unapproachable and unfathomable, and an urge to worship arose involuntarily in my heart.

Zhao Ling'er's face paled slightly, and she subconsciously moved closer to Yao Ji.

Yao Ji noticed her unease, gently patted her hand, and whispered, "Don't be afraid, that's my brother."

Zhao Ling'er nodded, but her heart was still filled with shock.

Everyone took their seats.

On either side of the Lingxiao Palace, celestial altars and cloud beds were arranged in succession. Haotian and Nuwa sat facing each other, Yaochi sat beside Haotian's avatar, and Yaoji sat below them. Zhao Ling'er, as Yaoji's disciple, was fortunate enough to have a seat beside Yaoji, thanks to her master's influence.

As for Qing'er, Zi Xuan, the Moon Worship Cult Leader, and Grandma, they consciously stood behind Yao Ji, not daring to sit down. Their cultivation levels in this Heavenly Court were even lower than those of the most ordinary heavenly soldiers; how could they be qualified to sit down?

The celestial maidens filed in, each carrying a jade platter, and placed a variety of delicacies on the celestial table.

First were the 1900-year-old purple-veined peaches, their fragrance filling the air and imbued with spiritual energy. Next came the ginseng fruit, a gift from Zhen Yuanzi at the Peach Banquet, shaped like a lifelike infant and emitting a faint, pleasant aroma. Then came various innate spiritual fruits—red, purple, green, and golden—a dazzling array of colors.

Then came the dishes—dragon liver, phoenix gall, unicorn marrow, and dragon tendons—each dish was a feast for the eyes, nose, and palate, exuding a rich spiritual aura.

These dragon livers and phoenix gallbladders were not obtained by the Heavenly Court from killing dragons and phoenixes, but were exchanged for resources from the three clans of dragons, phoenixes, and qilin.

Although the three races have declined, they still have many mixed-blood descendants. Due to a lack of cultivation resources, they exchange their own flesh and blood for what they need. For these mixed-blood races, the body is not indispensable. As long as there are enough resources, it can grow back after being cut off, so it does not cause much of a problem.

Finally, there is the Jade Nectar, a mellow and fragrant wine brewed by the Heavenly Court. A single drop can instantly transform a mortal into an immortal.

Of course, these spiritual fruits and delicacies are of little use to anyone here, except perhaps for a taste. Except, of course, for Ling'er.

Nuwa picked up her jade cup, took a sip of the nectar, and scanned the hall before finally fixing her gaze on Emperor Yi.

"Junior brother, this must be the powerful being from another world?" Nuwa asked, her tone tinged with curiosity.

Emperor Yi's cultivation method is completely different from that of the Primordial World. Although Haotian reforged his physical body and reshaped his origin with the Primordial Ancestor, the framework of the cultivation method itself was not greatly changed. It was still the method of proving the Dao by using the body as a seed, just like in the Perfect World.

This method of cultivation was unprecedented in the primordial world, and even the saint Nuwa couldn't help but find it somewhat interesting.

"That's right." Haotian nodded. "Although the world where Emperor Yi resides is not as great as the Primordial World, it has its own unique characteristics. It is somewhat similar to the Primordial World's 'proving the Dao through force,' yet it is fundamentally different."

Nuwa nodded slightly upon hearing this, her gaze lingering on Di Yi for a moment, as if trying to decipher the cultivation system of that world.

Di Yi sat at the lower end, his face cold and stern, his eyes fixed straight ahead. He was originally a reborn Immortal Emperor from the corpse, and was proud and aloof, not good with words.

Even when facing Nuwa, a sage, he only nodded slightly as a gesture of respect.

Seeing this, Haotian smiled and said, "Di Yi is not good with words, please don't take offense, Senior Sister."

Nuwa shook her head and smiled, "It's alright. But this one—"

She looked at Zhao Ling'er, "Yao Ji's apprentice?"

"Indeed," Yao Ji quickly replied. "Your Majesty, Ling'er is your descendant. As her teacher, I wouldn't be disgracing her, would I?"

Nuwa glanced at Yao Ji, then at Zhao Ling'er, and smiled slightly: "You little rascal, you know how to pick up bargains."

Yao Ji chuckled and didn't refute.

Nuwa withdrew her gaze and looked at Haotian again, her expression becoming more solemn: "Junior Brother, what you said outside the hall just now—that the Primordial Chaos is not the end, that the myriad realms are endless, and the Primordial World is but one of them—is that truly true?"

Haotian said solemnly, "How dare I speak recklessly in front of my senior sister? Although I dare not say that I know everything about all the heavens and myriad worlds, I have indeed seen other worlds with my own eyes. Although those worlds are far inferior to the primordial world, they have unique laws and great principles."

We are trapped in this primordial wilderness, like frogs at the bottom of a well, seeing only a small corner of the world. If we could break free and gather the resources of all the heavens and myriad realms, the realm above chaos would not be in vain.

Moreover, it can nourish the primordial wilderness; why worry about not advancing on the Great Dao?

Nuwa remained silent for a long time before finally speaking slowly, her voice tinged with inquiry: "Junior brother, you say that the myriad realms are endless, and the Primordial World is but one of them. Have you ever seen a world on the same level as our Primordial World?"

Haotian smiled slightly and said, "Not yet. The chaos is vast and boundless; with your current cultivation level, Junior Brother, the scope you can explore is ultimately limited. However—"

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He changed the subject, his gaze becoming profound: "The world is like the stars, some bright, some dark, some large, some small. The primordial world may be vast, but it is not necessarily the only one. Within the chaos, there may exist worlds equal to or even surpassing our own. We simply haven't found them yet."

Nuwa nodded, seemingly lost in thought.

Haotian continued, "Junior Brother's seclusion this time is to refine the Yang God, thereby breaking through the shackles of the Primordial Heavenly Dao, and escaping this world. At that time, perhaps we can find more worlds and more resources."

"The Yang God?" Nuwa frowned slightly. "Is this what you meant by 'finding another way'?"

"That's right." Haotian didn't hide anything. "The cultivators of the Primordial World seek to prove their Dao and become saints, but the path to sainthood is elusive and has basically been cut off, leaving only the path of Hunyuan. But being trapped in a cage, it's too difficult to break free."

My junior brother, by a stroke of luck, embarked on a new path, enabling him to explore and travel to other realms. This path may be full of unknowns, never before trodden, but it is my path, and also the opportunity for all beings in the primordial world to transcend.

"I am the Great Celestial Venerable of the Primordial World, and I shall overcome all obstacles and lead the Primordial World to a higher level."

A strange light flashed in Nuwa's eyes: "So that's why you want to explore all the heavens and worlds, to collect resources from other worlds?"

"Exactly." Haotian nodded. "The Heavenly Court's duty is not only to maintain order in the prehistoric world, but also to open up new paths for it."

If other worlds could be found in the chaos, their principles and laws replicated, or even merged with them, it would be an immense opportunity for the primordial world.

This fusion, to put it nicely, is actually about devouring the source. Of course, in a normal world, Haotian would not do such a thing.

Nuwa was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Junior brother, were you serious when you invited me to join the Heavenly Court?"

Haotian said solemnly, "Of course I'm serious. Senior Sister is a Saintly Supreme. If she were to join the Heavenly Court, the Heavenly Court's strength would surely increase greatly. Junior Brother doesn't need Senior Sister to do anything; she only needs to stand guard for the Heavenly Court at crucial moments."

Nuwa pondered for a long time before finally nodding slowly: "This matter—let me think about it some more."

Haotian laughed and said, "No rush. Senior Sister can come anytime she decides."

Nuwa said no more, turned her gaze to Zhao Ling'er, and said, "Ling'er, come here."

Zhao Ling'er was slightly taken aback and glanced at Yao Ji. Yao Ji nodded, gesturing for her to come over.

Zhao Ling'er stood up, walked to Nuwa, and timidly bowed: "Ling'er greets—Goddess Nuwa."

She really didn't know how to address this saint who was connected to her by blood; calling him "ancestor" seemed a bit inappropriate.

Nuwa didn't care about these things. She raised her hand and gently stroked Zhao Ling'er's head. A surge of creation power flowed into Ling'er's body, and she carefully examined her.

"Her bloodline is stable, and her foundation is quite good." Nuwa withdrew her hand and said calmly, "Yaoji, you have taken on a good disciple."

Yao Ji laughed and said, "It's because Your Majesty's bloodline is strong."

Nuwa glanced at her, a slight smile playing on her lips, but said nothing more.

She raised her hand and waved it, and a beam of light entered Zhao Ling'er's brow. It was a cultivation technique, profound and unpredictable, containing the Dao of Creation.

"This is my Way of Creation; you should study it carefully," Nuwa said. "Although you have awakened your true form and your cultivation has reached the Golden Immortal level, your understanding of the Great Dao is still far from sufficient. This cultivation method can help you comprehend the Way of Creation sooner."

Zhao Ling'er was overjoyed and quickly bowed, saying, "Thank you, Goddess Nuwa!"

Nuwa nodded and said no more.

At this moment, Haotian spoke up, "Yaoji, what should we do with these people you brought back from the other world?"

Yao Ji thought for a moment and said, "Ling'er is my disciple, so naturally she will stay in the Heavenly Court to cultivate. As for the others..."

She looked at Qing'er, Zixuan, Grandma, and the Moon Worship Cult Leader, pondered for a moment, and said, "Qing'er and Zixuan are, after all, descendants of Goddess Nuwa. Why don't you ask the Goddess to take them back to the Nuwa Palace? Grandma and the Moon Worship Cult Leader can stay in the Heavenly Court for now and do some menial tasks. They can be arranged to work in other ways when they have made some achievements and gained more strength."

Nuwa raised an eyebrow upon hearing this: "You certainly know how to make arrangements."

Yao Ji smiled and said, "If Your Majesty is unwilling, then I will make the arrangements myself."

Nuwa shook her head and said calmly, "Fine, Qing'er and Zixuan, come with me. As for the rest, you can deal with them yourself."

Yao Ji was overjoyed: "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Upon hearing this, Qing'er and Zixuan quickly stepped forward and bowed to Nuwa. They were both grateful and apprehensive—being able to follow a sage in cultivation was an immense blessing, but they were also afraid that they might not do well and offend this ancestor.

Nuwa glanced at Zixuan and said calmly, "Once you arrive at the Nuwa Palace, you can focus on your cultivation."

Qing'er and Zixuan quickly agreed, not daring to say anything more.